I've been here for less than 12 hours, and there's already been a lot of talk about Chilean men. I keep telling everyone that I'm not looking for a Chilean boyfriend, but they don't seem to listen.
"These men, they want to take you to the bed first! And only after that will they compliment you on your personality! Be very careful." - my host father
"In Chile, we use hands for empanadas...and men." - my host aunt
"It is better, being a single and free woman in Chile. Or at least that's what all the men would tell you!" - my host mother
"Diana is allergic to cats and men! Smart girl!" - my host father
"These Chilean men, they love the Americans. They love the easy women. They will think you are easy and fast. They will love you. Be careful!" - my host father (I'm still trying to figure out if I should be offended by this one)
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- Tara
- "And something started in my soul, fever or forgotten wings,and I made my own way, deciphering that fire, and I wrote the first faint line, faint, without substance, pure nonsense, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing, and I suddenly saw the heavens unfastened and open." - Pablo Neruda
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